Loki was dragging his feet behind him, his gaze an icy, angry glare. He followed the dancing red curls of Natasha Romanoff and the confident walk of Tony Stark. He would have given anything to not be here, but they had all insisted he would come along on their weekly shopping spree to something the Midgardian’s called a supermarket. Loki wasn’t used to getting his food himself, let alone make it. He didn’t like it one bit.
He hadn’t even begin to contemplate the weirdness of it all. He, the rightful ruler of Asgard, was walking along a cleaning aisle with the same group of people he had tried to kill just a few years
Nick Fury stared down at the bundle in his arms. It was an infant. A baby girl that was left beneath a bench in Central Park. He was on his way to the new S.H.E.I.L.D. agency when he found the child. Not knowing what to do with the child he took it to work. He suffered through the stares of those beneath him. Soon enough he reached his office. He sighed with relief. Using his back he pushed the door open.
“I didn’t know you had a wife.”
Fury cringed at Tony’s voice. Of course, Tony was here. No one had notified him at all. “I don’t have a wife,” the director glowered at Tony. “Of course, o